"Why is my signal bad? Hello, hey, hey? Wang Han, can you hear me? Wang Han? I sent you the location, hello? Why can't you hear me?"
Toot toot…
Feng Manlou hung up the phone with a guilty conscience.
Wang Han's lips twitched, this old man had a ridiculously good hearing when he was watching the beauty's live broadcast, but now he couldn't hear anything anymore.
I took a look at the location.
It's an apartment.
Meng Bizhi's message was also sent, "Brother Jiu, Mr. Feng asked us to drag someone with us. When will we set off?"
"Do you know who we are dealing with?" Wang Han asked.
Meng Bizhi was stunned for a moment, "I know, my name seems to be Ji Bingqing, he is a great grandmaster. Mr. Feng said that you are the pinnacle of the minor grandmaster, and I am the peak of the master level. Together we are equivalent to the great grandmaster. We are both great masters. We are completely different."
He can be evenly matched with that great master."
"Nice math."
"That's necessary. Brother Ninth, when will you come over? Let's join forces and kill indiscriminately. I'll be responsible for the killing, and you'll be responsible for the killing!" Meng Bizhi said impatiently.
"Is it just the two of us?"
"Yes, there were originally Xiao Xiao and Zhao Jiadi, but when I thought about it, we two old men can handle this kind of fighting and killing, and there is no need for girls to go there! So I didn't let them come."
Wang Han was holding back a curse word, not knowing whether to say it or not.
"Come in a moment."
Wang Han stuffed his diary into his pocket, put out his cigarette butts and went out to look at Xia Wanying. At this time, Xia Wanying had just finished crying.
My mental state is not very stable.
Wang Han thought for a moment and said, "I have something to leave, so I'll ask someone to come over and accompany you."
"No, you go and do your work, Wang Han, thank you." Xia Wanying wiped her eyes.
Wang Han was still a little worried. After all, Xia Wanying had already cut her wrists once. Who knew if there would be a second time.
I need to find a woman who knows how to work hard.
I called Lin Xuefu and said, "Come here and help me."
Lin Xuefu didn't refuse, and came over not long after. After Wang Han gave him a brief introduction, Lin Xuefu frowned, "Why don't you let your wife come?"
"What if something happens and hurts my wife?" Wang Han said confidently.
"What if you hurt me?" Lin Xuefu stared blankly.
Wang Han said seriously, "I will cover all your medical expenses."
"Damn it, do you want to hear if what you are saying is human?"
"I have to leave beforehand. I have already ordered dinner for you. Remember to pick it up later."
Wang Han turned around and left.
Night falls.
Wang Han and Meng Bizhi were sitting in the car. Meng Bizhi was holding the chicken that had just crowed in his arms and feasting on it.
He flicked the ashes from his cigarette.
Mr. Feng said that he would start at about 8:30 and only need to wait until 9 o'clock to leave.
Wang Han played with the bone flute.
Whether you can survive today depends on whether this thing can work wonders.
Meng Bizhi was eating chicken, "Brother Ninth, how come you haven't heard of this Ji Bingqing we are surrounding today? Does he have any nickname?"
"People in the world call it Juicy Chicken."
Meng Bizhi, who was eating chicken, was stunned for a moment, "Why do you still call it this name?"
Wang Han glanced at the time and said, "It's almost time. You'll know when you get up."
This apartment is specially rented to some working people or students, and five hundred yuan a month is relatively cheap.
It can also be rented on a daily basis.
This place is also where the police come every month to crack down on pornography, and some school girls often do some side jobs here.
There are small advertisements posted on the door of each room.
Many people call this place the Little Amsterdam of Jiangning City.
Wang Han rented a room next door to Ji Bingqing.
When getting the key from the front desk, the girl at the front desk saw two men, Wang Han and Meng Bizhi, and her smile gradually became abnormal.
There are many rooms on the same floor in the apartment, but the sound insulation effect is really poor.
Wang Han led Meng Bizhi from one end to the other, almost listening to the wow sound.
Meng Bi held the chicken leg in his hand and even forgot to eat it.
When the door opens.
A woman's voice came from the next room.
"Young man, cheer up! I'm holding on to my back!"
Wang Han's hands shook when he opened the door.
According to the information given by Feng Manlou, Ji Bingqing, the deboning knife, is in the room next door.
The melancholy sound came next.
After entering the room.
Wang Han pulled up a stool and leaned against the wall to listen.
Meng Bizhi also listened with his ear against the wall.
A few minutes later, Wang Han suddenly opened his eyes, "Why is there a new person?"
Meng Bizhi was confused when he heard this, "Brother Jiu, can you still hear the substitution?"
"The tone is obviously different."
Wang Han stood up and opened the door a crack.
The phone rang from the next room.
The woman answered the phone.
After hanging up the phone, the attack speed next door obviously increased to a higher level.
Meng Bizhi's chicken drumstick almost got stuffed into his nostril.
The door to the next room opens.
Wang Han stood up and followed him out of the door.
A woman came out of the next room.
She looks to be in her thirties, with long burgundy hair draped over her shoulders, her skin is supple and radiant, her eyes reveal a hint of foxiness, her V-shaped collar is pressed down, revealing two white and tender hemispheres, and her waist is slender.
Wearing a miniskirt, monogrammed stockings, and little boots makes her look even taller.
There is a smell of dust on the body.
The woman wiped her mouth after going out, and was stunned for a moment when she saw Wang Han. She stuck out her bright red tongue and licked it around her lips.
Enchanting and alluring.
The woman walked toward Wang Han on cat steps, her high heels making an exciting sound as she stepped on the ground, and the two of them were very close.
She took a deep breath at Wang Han. After feeling the strong breath on Wang Han's body, the woman's breath trembled a little.
Both legs could not stop trembling with excitement.
When his hand was about to grab Wang Han's handle.
Wang Han quickly retreated.
The woman giggled and said, "Little brother, why are you so shy?"
"I'm scared." Wang Han retreated shyly.
"Little brother, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid you'll eat me." Wang Han blushed shyly.
The sound of the boning knife had a strange tone, a bit like the green tea girl acting coquettishly, "Then do you want your sister to eat you?"
"How would you like to eat, sister?"
The boning knife's bright red tongue licked his lips.
The phone couldn't stop vibrating. He took out the phone and took a look at it before hanging up. He drew circles on Wang Han's chest with his fingers, "My sister likes to eat hard food."
The boning knife opened its mouth, and suddenly a stream of green smoke came out of the mouth and spat towards Wang Han's face.
Wang Han quickly held his breath and retreated, punching the boning knife.
The boning knife also responds quickly.
He quickly stepped aside.
"Who are you?" Eviscerator's expression turned cold.
Wang Han covered his mouth and nose, and the two distanced themselves. Wang Han glanced inside the Eboning Knife room. There was no light inside, and he could only roughly see it through the light in the corridor. There was a young man lying on the bed, who looked like he had just grown up.
His eyes were sunken, and there was a look of death on his face, indicating that he had been squeezed out.
Even if he survives, he will never be able to stand up in this life.
"Auntie, you're playing hard!" Wang Han held Qiwan in one hand and held the bone flute in his other hand, loosening it on the outside and tightening it on the inside.
The boning knife circled his lips with his tongue, and his eyes glowed coldly, "Auntie?"